This time <br />I hoped to smile <br /> <br />Expect nothing <br />be perfectly discreet <br />cool as melon <br />in control <br /> <br />Then he appeared <br />Exquisite…Remote… <br /> <br />Composure left <br />poise vanished <br />logic fled <br /> <br />Feeling gauche <br />words inept <br />blushing <br />lost <br /> <br />Unable to know <br />that it’s all right <br />to be at sea <br />and be <br />worthwhile<br /><br />monica monet<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/this-time-love-poem/
